Recently a huge row broke out on a writers’ group when someone complained that people around her in a café were being too loud, But surely a café is primarily for social interaction rather than as a solo writer’s workplace? Admittedly I am an old lady

LEAF PEEPING IN AUTUMN I love my little village of Blackheath. I do joke and call it Bleakheath, but only with affection. It’s in the upper Blue Mountains of New South Wales, so the seasons are well defined. Spring is gorgeous and snow can occasionally transform it in